Nephilim's of Gaia

Disclaimer: I do not own the supernatural characters or marvel characters. I only own the gender changing archangel.

First Fanfic that I am doing, so play nice. Some characters might be out of character. Reviews please

Prologue: Falling Ice

The heavens lit up as the war between Lucifer and heaven continued. The remaining fifteen archangels battled for dominance against their brothers and sisters. Powerful beams of light shattered the universe as planets and solar systems were destroyed in the backlash of holy energy. Angels and fallen struck against each other in a clash of steel and might. Lucifer struck a swift blow upon Ariel's shield and the shield caved in partially forcing Ariel backwards as his multi-limbed body fought to contain the energy blast that was the result of the attack. Ariel's sword crossed with Lucifer's own and both swords were swiftly swept away from their hands. Lucifer struck out with his fist and powers sending the younger archangel crashing down from the heavens. Ariel was sent crashing down upon a world that was unprepared for the large being, so Ariel shifted back to his vessels form. Greek armor a sword sheath and Greek shoes was apparent upon the ancient Greek vessel. Long reddish gold hair flew around the face, muscles bulged as wings strained to catch the man in his fall. The man fell into the ice of a glacier far away from his vessels home. The ice shattered around him, and before he can gain his feet to reenter the battle. Demons appeared around him, chanting in Latin and Enochian a curse that would ensnare him in the ice. Enochian ruins carved themselves into the ice forming a cubic trap that pulled the Archangel down into the center of its mass. The archangel was pushed into a form of stasis sleep as the battle went on above him.

Over the centuries Lucifer was thrown back into hell into a cage similar to his brother's own icy one. More centuries passed and in the year of 1921 two scientist and a few archeologists uncovered the frozen cage in an expedition to uncover the remains of Hercules. The cage glowed a bluish white from within the glacier. Beforehand, the archeologist had found a journal depicting the description of a man who was the offspring of a god, Zeus and a mortal woman. Who had untold powers from his demigod status that had lost a battle and was buried in ice. The specific location of Hercules was unknown by the historian back in that time period but a map of the area was drawn into the journal. It took several years for the group to uncover the cage that was wrapped in a large glacier moving slowly to the ocean.

The cube was then moved to the United States where a crew of scientist and doctors worked together to de-thaw the human remains, what appeared to have been wings fell away from the man as the ice fully melted away. The crew moved the body to lay upon a metal table so that they could better examine the corpse. Pictures were being taken throughout the process from the ruins on the cube to the feathers found inside the cube after it was melted and finally the scientist took blood and tissue samples from the corpse. So that they could study the genetic makeup of the giant. The man was tall standing at eight feet and two inches from their measurements. The muscles on him were about average for a body builder, while he was lean he was well muscled. His flesh was a deep tan. However, none of the scientist dared to open his eyes to see what color the eyes were. More notes on the man were taken as one of the doctors studied the blood and tissue samples.

The lead doctor took notes inside his journals of all the findings, he wrote over and over again Hercules' name down. Almost boarding on the obsession of the man in front of him. He had a DNA structure that was like nothing he had seen before, quite possibly nothing that anyone had seen before. His skin was strong they had gone through several instruments in order to obtain any samples from the body, finally having to open the man's mouth and puncture the tissue in his throat in order to get what they needed. After they were done taking all of the samples that they needed they removed the clothes and armor from the man leaving him completely naked other than for a white sheet draped over his corpse. They then put him on ice to preserve the body even more and locked it away in a freezer vault. He would remain there for a while yet.

1939

The head doctor looked up as the door to his lab was opened, usually no one would come within the lab, as the years passed the doctor had become obsessed with the Hercules concept, playing with the DNA strands and mixing the genetic makeup with human DNA. He ended up creating a serum that would guarantee a super soldier, the likes that had never been seen before. One that was capable of super strength, super speed, super healing. The doctor couldn't imagine how powerful the serum would be when mixed with an actual human test subject. Yet now someone had come to pay him a visit after countless people calling him insane and crazy for his idea of a super soldier. Three men entered into his lab and by the looks of them he guessed they were with the government. They walked with the air of importance and arrogance not to be anything but government. The man in the middle came to a stop on the other side of the lab table looking down his nose at the doctor slash scientist.

"Good afternoon Dr. Erskine." The man on the left stated, before Erskine could comment back, the man continued with his speech. "These are my colleagues and we are here on behalf of the US government. If you had noticed in the newspapers recently there have been some incidents that have caused the US government some concerns. We fear that the US might be drawn into another World War." The man paused almost as if thinking over what he would say next. The man in the middle picked up from where his colleague left off.

"We want to make you and offer for your help in creating a serum that would enable our troops to have a slight advantage over the enemies own soldiers, and we were told by a knowledgeable source that you are the man that we need to see about this, is this true?"

"Yes!" Dr. Erskine replied wiping his sweating palms on his lab coat. "I have been playing around with the concept of a super soldier for a while." Dr. Erskine motioned for the men to follow him over to the lab equipment that he was working with. "I have found some interesting DNA and genetics that would enable me to enhance a person into being more powerful than they already are." Dr. Erskine paused in his own thoughts as he rethought his process and how to proceed. "Unfortunately, I have been running into dead ends on ways to enable it to merge with the cells of a human. That part still needs work, but I can ensure you once I am successful. Than the human injected with the serum will be able to do things no other person can do." The three gentlemen nodded in unison as they took in the notes composed of the blood sample of Hercules.

"You will have our full backing behind your work, Dr. Erskine." The middle man stated reaching out to shake the doctor's hand. Erskine shook back vigorously, a smile brightening his face.

"Thank you sirs, Thank you very much." Erskine stated watching as the three men walked out the door. He turned back to the notes he had and added another detail to it. The blood cells of Hercules was able to deflect all of the illnesses that were known to man. It was an exciting twist to the being, for a small second Erskine wondered how the man came to be frozen in the ice, but the second passed by and was soon forgotten and with it went the worry that the DNA was just as likely to create a monster rather than a hero the government wanted.

1941

By the time Steve Rogers came up as a candidate for the serum, Dr. Erskine had already refined it and found out how to further bind the human and alien DNA together in order to create the superhuman. He expressed that the formula was actually a mixture of different compounds that would enhance the human body, and if given an opportunity could be obtained a natural way via a healthy diet and exercise routine. In reality, the main backbone of the serum all focused upon Hercules' DNA compound and its mixture with human DNA genetics, the radioactive gamma rays that would be needed to bind the two together will stabilize the structure within Rogers' own genetic makeup. Erskine had calculated and re-calculated all the scientific outcomes to the serum, and while there were many genetic outcomes possible he had a very strong feeling that it will turn out in his favor. As Hercules had DNA near enough to the human DNA to look similar but was anything but human.

When looking closer at the DNA strand from Hercules, Erskine could see where concepts of a possible candidate could be focused on. He looked more closely at the mythology of Hercules and the twelve trials that he had gone through and was more convinced that the candidate needed to be someone of a unique design. So when Steve Rogers entered into the picture Erskine was almost afraid to hope that Rogers was far more likeable as a candidate than anyone else. However, Dr. Erskine didn't have a long time to celebrate before he was shot and killed taking the secret of the serum with him, or that is a large portion of the serum with him. All that remained of Erskine's work was his journal that he had painstakingly filed down all the information gathered from Hercules during the several years that he had studied the slumbering giant.

1976

Hercules drew in a deep breath the cold air invaded his lungs as his eyes snapped open, glowing a bluish white in the darkness of the freezer. He sat up, golden red hair falling down a little past his shoulders in straight tendrils of soft hair. He shifted around so his feet were touching against the cold floor. Cold, he looked down to notice that he was missing all of his clothing including his shoes and armor. Strange, he wrapped the frozen white sheet around himself in a toga like fashion and rose up onto his feet. Looking around the freezer he noticed that the only way inside was through a door, made of metal. Interesting! Hercules stepped forward until he reached the door, testing it he found it locked. Possibly from the outside he mused running his hand across the seam of the entrance, before bracing it near the center of the door he pushed against it. The metal frame groaned and screeched under the pressure being applied to it, as the door came off its hinges and fell with an echoing clatter onto the tiled floor of the underground structure.

Hercules stepped out, his head shifting this way and that as he surveyed his surroundings. His hearing picking up the echoes of humans that were working in the building. Hercules turned right and started toward the double doors that were noticeable from a distance. Light softly bloomed across the darkened hallway from the windows inside the doors. He gently pushed at one, watching as this door also flew off its hinges and smashed with force against the drywall of the lit corridor. He once more chose a direction to head in and started down the pathway. Soon after some twists and turns and many broken doors later, he found himself outside in the somewhat frozen and polluted air of New York City. He paused in the lamp light head cocked slightly as he took in the news that the heavenly body sang out. He had been asleep for a long time. Things have changed and he was unsure of what was going on, but Michael's and Lucifer's true vessels were going to be born soon. According to the news flashing across the heavens. Hercules turned and started his way down the street towards a pathway, he stepped off the curb and into the street just as a car turned the corner going too fast. The car smashed up against his side, not fazing him in the slightest, but causing massive damage to the car and the driver inside. He walked around to the side that the human male was on. The face and body of the driver was covered in blood, Hercules reached down and ripped the door off its hinges dropping it to the side and reached in to check on the human. Taking note of the damage done to the driver Hercules cut through the straps of the seat belt and pulled the man from the wreckage, carrying him to the sidewalk and laying him down before placing his two fingers of his right hand up to the man's forehead. The wounds the man suffered healed and he lay there breathing normally once more. Hercules stood up as the sound of distant sirens echoed to him he turned and was gone in a flash, just as the police and ambulance arrived onto the scene of the accident. Later the driver would claim not to have remembered what he had hit and how he had gotten out of the car and to the sidewalk in a healthy condition, even though his clothes were torn and bloodied from the accident.

1983

Somewhere around Lawrence Kansas a tall dark curly haired woman stepped out onto the walk way, she was heading toward John Winchester's. The woman wore a dark blue sweater, jeans, and combat boots. Her hair fell in curls just past her shoulders. Hazel eyes, more golden than green stared straight ahead, she didn't seem to notice that as she moved a gentle sway of her hips hypnotized the few males that were around her at this time of night. She walked up the pathway to ring on her cousin's doorstep, pulling back her hand as John opened up the door. He was holding onto a baby probably no more than six weeks old. He looked surprised to see her but that surprise quickly made way to a happy smile. "Ariel, when did you get back into the states?" John Winchester asked, holding the door open wider so that she could enter into his house.

The woman smiled bashfully and entered the home, "Not very long, in fact this is my first night back. I didn't want to stay at my place all alone, especially after having gone through such trauma. Do you mind if I stayed here for a few nights?"

"Of course we don't mind." Came another woman's voice and Ariel turned to look over at Mary, who was standing in the entrance of the hallway. Ariel smiled warmly at her cousin's wife.

"Mary, how are you doing? Thanks for letting me stay." Ariel stated moving over to hug Mary, who happily returned the embrace.

"I am doing fine, Dean there is just being fussy, and he is teething." Mary explained, hiding a yawn behind her hand. "Let me go make up the guest bedroom."

"Do you need any help with that?" Ariel asked getting ready to follow after Mary.

"No, no I can manage on my own, you must be exhausted after such a long flight and walk to our house." Mary assured her, placing a soft hand on Ariel's arm before turning and heading down the hallway to the guest bedroom. Ariel turned to look back at John, who smiled warmly at his cousin.

"How was your flight back, Ariel?" John asked as the three of them moved toward the living room. John slowly rocking his infant son in his arms.

"The flight was long and tiring, made me wonder why I even do the job in the first place." Ariel said, as she sat down on the couch. John nodded his head in understanding.

"If I had half of your brain I would be doing something far more productive than being a flight attendant." John proclaimed. "I mean, you went through college for what so you can walk up and down a narrow isle asking people if they want nuts or a soda?" Ariel smiled weakly at her cousin and shrugged her shoulders in defeat.

"I did get to meet a lovely couple in China at a local clinic. They look to be so in love." Ariel commented, sighing she looked out the window to the dark sky outside. John nodded his head and turned as his wife came back into the room. Ariel stood up and smiled warmly at Mary again. "Thank you so much for this, I think I will be heading off to sleep now." Mary nodded at her and John murmured a good night before Ariel left the living and entered into the guest room. She rolled her shoulders and stretched her arms above her head. She turned and made sure the door was shut before she sat down upon the bed to unlace her boots and pulling her jeans off before climbing underneath the sheets to rest for a few hours. She stared up at the ceiling looking for answers to the chorus of angels singing in her head. She knew that she was in the right place, having come here claiming to be John's cousin from an uncle that died before John was born. She allowed for John to see into it how he pleased and he was happy to have a family member that could come to his and his wife's wedding. She had become a solid fixture in their lives ever since. She knew that the boys would need her sooner or later. She was on their side for better or for worse she would fight for them. She was on the world's and humanities side.